Fairytales are so romantic. Each one of us has had their mum reading them bedtime stories. A beautiful princess meets her prince. The prince woos the lady. He floors her, gifts her, compliments her, makes her feel loved, they both forget everyone and everything around them- living happily ever after. And so we start living our own fairytale from childhood. Our entire life, we spend each day in pursuit of love and that one person who we can spend our life with. A life where the prince would adore his princess, where he would make her feel 'the' most important, where he would just be there for her. A life which the princess had always dreamt of.
Families in our world are crazy. Our entire life we are made to believe in love, in adoration, in respect, in happily ever afters. We are made to believe in a prince. We are made to believe by our parents that 'girls are their daddy's and mommy's princesses'. That one fine day a knight in shining armour will appear infront of them from no where and will sweep them off their feet to take them to a faraway wonderland. A wonderland where everything will be pretty and where the princess will live with his prince happily ever after.
And so we dream. We wait. We are patient. We seek. We spend each day in pursuit of love. We look around and our eyes wander looking for that one person who can be the prince. My prince. My prince who would treat me like a princess.
The prince makes the princess fall in love with him. He sweeps her off her feet. OMG, life is so beautiful. Thank God for all the years the princess waited for her prince. This is 'my' happily ever after. It finally has arrived. The prince proposes and they get married. They would make sweet love to each other, have fun together, do things that the princess has never done before, go out for lunches, dinners, around the world, meet friends, show off her prince to the world, make the world jealous of how she is so deeply loved and adored by the man of her dreams, and give birth to beautiful children, reading them the fairytale which stars their own 'parents'.
And suddenly we wake up. We wake up to the noise of doorbells, maids, utensils, in-laws, alarm clocks, microwaves, pressure cookers, crying kids, car honks. Whoa!!! This is not the sweet song in my fairytale. My fairytale was different. It was beautiful. It had sweet lullabies. It was not noisy. It was not work. It was not sleepless nights. It was not tiring. It was not this.
The princess wakes up at 6 a.m., sometimes to put on the geyser, and sometimes to open the door for the maid. The princess makes breakfast for her prince. She gets ready to go to the office, takes care of the kid, sends him/her to school, completes all her household chores, tidies the place, works her a** off in the office, works out in the gym (sometimes when she has the energy), meets friends/people, shops from the market, goes home, cooks dinner, cleans the kitchen, folds the clothes after washing, gives them for ironing, look pretty for her husband, have great sex with him even if she is tired and then maybe sleep at 1 in the night only to wake up at 6 next morning.
She does all this and more. But for what? This does not seem like a fairytale. But still she does it for her entire life. Just for one glance by her prince which says that she is loved and adored by the man she married. For those few words of appreciation which say that even if she is not perfect she is still great. For that one moment where the prince holds her in his arms just to tell her how much he loves her. For that one moment where her prince tells her that she is the prettiest lady he has ever laid his eyes on. For that one moment where he would thank her for all she does and apologise for all those moments where he has fought with her and made her feel weak and unloved. She does all this so that the prince notices that even after being imperfect, she tries hard to keep him happy. She does all this because despite her unfulfilled fairytale, she wants to live this fairytale with her prince. She does all this because she left her pampering parents and siblings to be with the man she trusted would now pamper her and take care of her.
Sometimes, Tiffanys', Chanels' and Diors' cannot do what a few kind words of appreciation can. Because someone famous once said - "There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about".
(P.S: The difference between an ordinary marriage and an extraordinary marriage is in giving just a little ‘extra’ every day, as often as possible, for as long as we both shall live!!)
Families in our world are crazy. Our entire life we are made to believe in love, in adoration, in respect, in happily ever afters. We are made to believe in a prince. We are made to believe by our parents that 'girls are their daddy's and mommy's princesses'. That one fine day a knight in shining armour will appear infront of them from no where and will sweep them off their feet to take them to a faraway wonderland. A wonderland where everything will be pretty and where the princess will live with his prince happily ever after.
And so we dream. We wait. We are patient. We seek. We spend each day in pursuit of love. We look around and our eyes wander looking for that one person who can be the prince. My prince. My prince who would treat me like a princess.
The prince makes the princess fall in love with him. He sweeps her off her feet. OMG, life is so beautiful. Thank God for all the years the princess waited for her prince. This is 'my' happily ever after. It finally has arrived. The prince proposes and they get married. They would make sweet love to each other, have fun together, do things that the princess has never done before, go out for lunches, dinners, around the world, meet friends, show off her prince to the world, make the world jealous of how she is so deeply loved and adored by the man of her dreams, and give birth to beautiful children, reading them the fairytale which stars their own 'parents'.
And suddenly we wake up. We wake up to the noise of doorbells, maids, utensils, in-laws, alarm clocks, microwaves, pressure cookers, crying kids, car honks. Whoa!!! This is not the sweet song in my fairytale. My fairytale was different. It was beautiful. It had sweet lullabies. It was not noisy. It was not work. It was not sleepless nights. It was not tiring. It was not this.
The princess wakes up at 6 a.m., sometimes to put on the geyser, and sometimes to open the door for the maid. The princess makes breakfast for her prince. She gets ready to go to the office, takes care of the kid, sends him/her to school, completes all her household chores, tidies the place, works her a** off in the office, works out in the gym (sometimes when she has the energy), meets friends/people, shops from the market, goes home, cooks dinner, cleans the kitchen, folds the clothes after washing, gives them for ironing, look pretty for her husband, have great sex with him even if she is tired and then maybe sleep at 1 in the night only to wake up at 6 next morning.
She does all this and more. But for what? This does not seem like a fairytale. But still she does it for her entire life. Just for one glance by her prince which says that she is loved and adored by the man she married. For those few words of appreciation which say that even if she is not perfect she is still great. For that one moment where the prince holds her in his arms just to tell her how much he loves her. For that one moment where her prince tells her that she is the prettiest lady he has ever laid his eyes on. For that one moment where he would thank her for all she does and apologise for all those moments where he has fought with her and made her feel weak and unloved. She does all this so that the prince notices that even after being imperfect, she tries hard to keep him happy. She does all this because despite her unfulfilled fairytale, she wants to live this fairytale with her prince. She does all this because she left her pampering parents and siblings to be with the man she trusted would now pamper her and take care of her.
Sometimes, Tiffanys', Chanels' and Diors' cannot do what a few kind words of appreciation can. Because someone famous once said - "There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about".
(P.S: The difference between an ordinary marriage and an extraordinary marriage is in giving just a little ‘extra’ every day, as often as possible, for as long as we both shall live!!)
There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.
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There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.
Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/married.html#BTAWhFBDIsJI98cT.99
Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/married.html#BTAWhFBDIsJI98cT.99
There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.
Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/married.html#BTAWhFBDIsJI98cT.99
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